~     Sylveon    ~    
                      
                     
                                 
                              
                              
                              
         Countersense  Fairy   
      Canine?                     
                          Palliative? 
                                 
 Appearance:  Sylveon Resemble Dogs In   
  Many Ways,  With Similar  Small Bodies 
   And Faces. They Are  Small  And  
      Nimble,  And With White Fur.  
                               
                                 
 The  Most  Striking Feature  Is      
 Their "Ribbons",     Long Flat Feelers 
 That  They     Use  To  Bind    Or  To 
 Interface With  The  Minds   Of Others 
                          
   The  Ribbons  Play A Large  Social   
   Role  Among   Sylveons.           
   They  Induce A Sense Of Wellbeing, 
   And  Can Ease Pain  If   Applied   
 Close  To A Wound.     It Is Thought 
 They Feed  Off  The Pain Of  Others    
                 This  Way.    
                              
                              
      Sylveon  Are  Great  Partners 
 To  Humans, But Care Should  Be  Taken  
 To  Limit  Exposure To   Ribbons,     
   Since With Prolonged  Contact      
   The  Consciousnesses Start  To Blend, 
 An   Environment   In   Which         
 The  Sylveon  Is Much  More  At  Home,  
    And   It   Will   Take    Advantage. 
                     
    Medicinal                    
 ...      !!!                         
                                 
                              
 Its   Sap                        
         Poison        Putting 
 Thoughts     Into            
 Not   Killed.                      
   But  Is    Loyal    (Lie!  Lie!) 
                                 
                               
                             
 The  Nature Of The  Coma Depends On  The 
 Intensity Of The  Sylveon'S  Feeding.   
      You  Will Succumb  To  A    
        Fast-Growing  Addiction    
   That Leads To A Submissive       
     And  Sluggish  State       
                
  Eventually  You Will  Slowly Slip  
   Into    A    Long    Slumber,   
  Becoming      Sap   In The  Vines